Listening to Shen Lang’s explanation just now, Ziying fell into confusion. She could not tell whether what Shen Lang said was true or not, but she also began to doubt whether she was really being used by the Holy Lord.

The reason for this question is that Ziying also knew in her heart that if the ancestor Xuanyuan was alive, she would not have done anything to kill and conquer the Immortal Realm Continent.

Asking for himself, he was indeed disobeying the will of his ancestor Xuanyuan. Shen Lang's previous sarcasm was a big hit, and gradually made Ziying lose his mind.

I and the two senior brothers really want to resurrect the ancestor Xuanyuan. Perhaps it is because of this obsession that they are exploited.

Even though the Holy Lord was not using him, Ziying felt that what he did was ultimately ashamed of the ancestor Xuanyuan.

The "scrubbing of the crime" mentioned by Shen Lang was like a soul-searching question at this moment, which made Ziying fall into great confusion.

"Sweep off the charge..." Ziying smiled miserably: "Choose, the choice you seem to have made me make is actually asking me to bet whether you are right or false."

Shen Lang remained silent and did not deny Ziying's words.

Ziying's face was depressed and she also made a decision in her heart.

At this point, even if he told Shen Lang how to destroy the Tongtian Holy Tree, Shen Lang's cultivation level would not change any situation at all.

If she chose not to tell Shen Lang and to protect the Holy Lord until her death, Ziying would not be so willing in her heart.

The reason why she respects the Holy Lord was mainly because the Holy Lord promised to resurrect the ancestor Xuanyuan.

If all of this is a scam, then I would not be as simple as just as ashamed of the ancestor Xuanyuan. The three saints of Xuanyuan have really become those who have committed the ancestors and destroyed the sects! Ziying can't afford to gamble.

In the end, she told Shen Lang the answer because of her guilt towards Xuanyuan ancestor.

"Tongtian Holy Tree can only grow in an environment where the earth's veins are full of energy or other energy sources provide stable energy.

In other words, as long as the earth veins that plant Tongtian Holy Wood can be destroyed, or the energy source that provides energy for Tongtian Holy Wood, the holy wood will soon wither and die, and the defense of the holy wood itself will become extremely weak."

Shen Lang remembered Ziying's words in his heart, his sinister expression calmed down slightly, and said, "Ziying, you finally made it smarter."

"It's a pity that you, as descendants of Emperor Xuanyuan Huang, have to be enemies with me, the chosen one who pursues salvation. If we can go back to the past, we should have stood on the same front."

Ziying said expressionlessly: "You said it well, but there is no chance that again.

God-Choose, if you can fulfill your promise, I will not be reluctant to die in your hands. You... hurry up and take action."

Shen Lang frowned. Although Ziying was her life-and-death enemy, after all, she was only used to make these actions.

Feeling the other party's determination to die, Shen Lang's murderous intent was slowly eliminating.

Now that things have come to an end, Ziying can wake up and she has lost the reason to kill her.

After struggling for a moment, Shen Lang finally restrained the hatred in his heart and said indifferently: "Ziying, for your awakening, I won't kill you this time.

If you choose to go against me next time, or continue to return to the Three Saints's Sect and do something angry and resentful that day, I, Shen Lang, will surely tear you into pieces!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang took back Huntian Ling and lifted Ziying's shackles.

"Don't you really regret it if you let me go?"

Ziying looked up at Shen Lang, her emotions were extremely complicated.

"You are betting right, and I hope I am not betting wrong."

Shen Lang responded indifferently, pressed Ziying's serious body with his right palm, and injected a large amount of glazed sky light and glazed fire into her body, healing her injuries.

"Brother Chen, this witch has done so many crazy things before, don't trust this witch!"

Bai Lan gritted her silver teeth, showing an unwilling expression on her face.

Ziying led the army of the Three Saints Sects to attack the Beiming Immortal Realm. Over the past few hundred years, I don’t know how many Beiming Immortal Realm monks died at her hands. Bai Lan’s hatred for Ziying has long risen to an unparalleled level.

"Yes, Brother Chen, Xuanyuan's Three Saints are so sinful, how can you forgive me lightly!"

Lian Xing also gritted his teeth and said, not understanding Shen Lang's choice either.

When she remembered the countless monks in the Immortal Realm of Reincarnation at the hands of the Three Saints Army, Lian Xing could not forgive such a life-and-death enemy.

Hua Ziling felt Shen Lang's embarrassment, bent down and clasped his fists and said, "Two girls, although the little girl is not talking too much, please believe Shen Lang once."

Bai Lan and Lian Xing looked at each other, and could only restrain the emotions in their hearts and nodded slightly.

Ziying silently received Shen Lang's treatment, without saying a word throughout the whole process, and did not know what was thinking in her heart.

Under Shen Lang's treatment, Ziying's injuries gradually recovered.

After all, she is the Daluo Golden Immortal. She was only injured by the Shura Demon God transformed into by Shen Lang. Her injuries were recovering surprisingly fast.

In addition, Ziying had taken Jindan to heal her injuries before, and within half a day, her injuries had recovered by 60% to 70%, but the consumed essence, blood and vital energy were far from being replenished.

After feeling that he had recovered some of his movements, Ziying immediately stood up and said calmly: "Shen Lang, I will restrain the puppet of the guardian holy wood boy for you. Take the time to destroy the fairy stone deep in the ground of Longshe Island."

"As long as the immortal stone is destroyed, the Tongtian Holy Wood will wither and wither quickly after it has no energy source, and the boy puppet guarding the holy wood will also lose its power of movement."

"Now that this holy tree of Tongtian has been damaged [new and] has been damaged. Zhang Daoling may be able to sense the strangeness of Longshe Island and may appear in person.

Just in case, you and I will start to act now!"

Shen Lang felt a little sudden and frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Ziying, your injury is far from recovering, really no problem?"

Ziying said indifferently: "I am the leader of the Three Saints Sect, so the boy puppet will naturally not attack me.

For me, it is not too difficult to restrain that boy.”

"good!"

Since Ziying was confident, Shen Lang accepted her proposal.

Without wasting time, Shen Lang immediately opened the gate of Guangtian Palace.

The purple shadow turned into a ray of escape light and flew out of Guangtian Palace.

"Brother Chen, can you really trust her?"

Bai Lan asked gritted her teeth.

Lian Xing was also a little uneasy.

Shen Lang sighed slightly: "Only 70% sure! If we don't take a gamble, it will be difficult to resolve the current dilemma."

Although the boy puppet would not be unable to deal with it, it was almost impossible for Shen Lang to defeat and destroy the puppet head-on.

In order to capture Xuan Ting alive, Shen Lang had already thrown the Fire Spike Spear out and could not be recycled.

Now that I have lost the Fire Spike, it will only be even more difficult to deal with the boy puppet.
Chapter completed!